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Daisy Rae Jul 2017
She takes care
Of a house that is too big
Cleaning every inch
It became her new gig
'Manly things that men do'
She picked up real quick
Outside hard work she became a pro at
I will look out the window as she picks up loads of yard sticks
Food is always on the table
My bed is always made
She never misses a beat
All these things she does herself, she doesn't even get paid
The grass is always cut
If something is broken she'll do all she can to fix it
She doesn't ask for help
It's amazing I do admit
She provides for all my needs
I'm so blessed to have her
My mother is my hero
And if something bad were to occur
I couldn't keep up with the responsibility
I'd give up before I even started
But my mother was a different woman
She made beauty out of the broken-hearted
Johana Mislov Jul 2017
Humans accept the love they think they deserve...
and I hate myself.

Maybe that's why I always stayed.

I enjoyed the pain...
Thriving on the punishment... I abused myself,
so it never mattered if you joined in on the fun.

I crave the hurt...
desperate to feel anything at all,
the pain is better than endless nothingness.

Toxic yet addicted,
ruined yet held together... yours to destroy.
Johana Mislov Jul 2017
What’s tragic is I have a sweet soul.

It’s warm, forgiving and full of love for you
But I have to hate you. I no longer have a choice.
My choice was always to have hope, faith and love because these are the 3 things that last forever...
But you killed my hope, distorted my faith and abused my love…
and now I am a shell of the human I once was.

Even in those rare moments of kindness you now rain over me
There is sadistic intent. a war wages between my soul and flesh.

Is this love? or a lie...

Being in my presence is now destroying you as you once destroyed me.
You can taste the detest in the thick air that surrounds us, and it chokes the breath of the last glimmer of hope you held to.

My soul is still warm, sweet, forgiving and full of love for you...  
But it can’t be, it shouldn’t be, and I will no longer let it…

because loving you will be the death of me.
Narcissism... and the war of loving someone who is not good for you.
Tamal Kundu Jul 2017
Over the chatter of rain,
her vegetable shouts
are hardly heard by him.

The corner where the roof leaks
and corruption draws a perfect circle,
he finds his anorexic love
neatly packed in polyethene bags.

The window is missing a shattered pane
lost sometime last year,
he gathers the curtain into a ball to repel the storm
but rips the silk to shreds.

He’s gone in the stillness between the flash and the roar
that threaten to overwhelm her once more,
she closes her eyes and the door.
Form: Free Verse
You met him at a party in two thousand seven.
He cheesily asked if you had fallen from heaven
You laughed and said "is that the best you can do?"
He said I must be a snowflake, because I've fallen for you.

Despite the silly pick up lines, you agreed to dance all night
He walked you home and at the door you gave him an invite
You were kissing til the sunrise and he promised you to call
You texted your best friend, saying, "for this guy, I could fall"

He asked you out the next day, you were excited as can be
You walked hand in hand in the park and carved your names into a tree
Everything felt so perfect and you knew he'd be the one
That would make you feel that with every other guy - you're done

After one year of dating , he asked you to be his
You happily shouted out "YES!" and gave him a big kiss
In a white church you were married, wearing a white dress
It was the wedding you've always dreamt of, truly a success

You moved into a big house, after a few years you got knocked up
You were supposed to be happy but you kind of felt locked up
It was the life you've always imagined, everything was going well
Yet you felt so suffocated, as if you were imprisoned in a cell

You were stuck in a rut, but too comfortable to change it
You knew what it would take but you still wouldn't arrange it
In your big house you were stuck, feeling miserable and numb
But if someone asked you how you were doing you held up your thumb

The sparks that once flew around you, have burnt out long ago
When you were making love, in his eyes there was no glow
You used to be his muse but now you're just his spouse
The passion you once shared is buried beneath the house
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
We tend to focus on the wrong things, forgetting what's important
When I was six years old I thought that life was always happy
But as I grew up my mind got contorted
Into what people whispered under their breath
And the word 'love' being thrown around like it was nothing
When I reached the age of seventeen my view of life was death
I now understand that love isn't always true
And that some men can't own up to their mistakes
For the longest time my parents didn't think I knew
But it's very hard to hide fake love in front of a teen
Because school did teach me at least one thing
It was that adults aren't always truthful to young kids like me
Because they don't want to mess up the family 'dynamic'
But what they didn't realize is that it had been ******* up for years
Yeah, I've downed a couple beers
If I keep things from them, of course they're keeping secrets from me
Mom, you don't have to lie to me
I've seen worse things
I just wish you would tell me the truth
Is there a reason you're sleeping in a different room?
Dad, please stop disappearing
I don't know where you go but mom would like to know
You don't answer your phone
You act as if you're not apart of our family
Your cover is blown
You eat at the dinner table absently
You never have time for us
Check your watch it's almost seven
You should be home by now
You would have thought you'd learn your lesson
I can't do this
Watch my family fall apart
It's been going on long enough
It breaks my ******* heart
Please stop this
I didn't ask for a separated family
When I was young we were so great
What happened to that fantasy
I grew up
That's what happened
I started to realize through my grown up eyes
That life isn't what it looks like on the outside
You have to look deep within to notice all the lies
The husband is a cheater
The mother is a forgiver
The son has been gone
But the daughter was like a river
She cried all night
Asking God why is this happening?
My family has been falling apart
And you sit back as it's unraveling
Help her!
She's my mother and I love her
She's hurting and she's trying
But she never gets anything in return
Help him!
He's my father and I love him
He's disappearing and he's blind
And he doesn't see what's right in front of him
A family who loves him
But he's been looking for other things
We try to give him all his needs
But we fail to do so
And the darkness proceeds
I get jealous of these other kids
With the families that are together
They care for one another
And they play games every night
They go out to eat on the weekends
And I'm stuck here despite
All the stories I have about our wonderful past
Too bad that we couldn't last
We had so many more adventures to go on
I wish I was six years old again
But I guess we can't all win
So I'll sit back on the sidelines
And watch my family slip by
This is the year my family fell apart
Not together in distance and never in heart.
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